Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Congo and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing John Cale to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All The Men They Couldn't Hang tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Depeche Mode,
Anakelly,
Intrusion,
Cybotron,
Bobby Byrd,
Rufus Thomas,
Connie Case,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Slackers,
Matthew Halsall,
Scott Walker,
Crash Course in Science,
Marine Girls,
Jawbox,
Lou Reed,
Second Layer,
The Cramps,
Nik Kershaw,
Junior Murvin,
Carl Craig,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Unrelated Segments,
Japan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marmalade,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Hill,
Average White Band,
The Names,
Maurizio,
The Neon Judgement,
Visage,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grauzone,
U.S. Maple,
Cheater Slicks,
H. Thieme,
Scientists,
Electric Prunes,
Wire,
Bobby Womack,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aaron Thompson,
Theoretical Girls,
Aswad,
Eurythmics,
Nico,
Lalo Schifrin,
Morten Harket,
Stiv Bators,
Sixth Finger,
Sällskapet,
Excepter,
Piero Umiliani,
Groovy Waters,
The Velvet Underground,
The Index,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.